A/K: Okie dokie! This will be relatively short. It will be interesting…I hope you will enjoy. Please review!

For the rest of the train ride Hermione and I could not sit down for not more than a few seconds. I was the worst. Pacing up and down the compartment and then the halls. We finally slowed and stopped at Hogsmeade. Hermione and I ran through the crowd looking for any sight of red hair or the familiar messy black hair but to no avail. I was about to breakdown when we directed to our carriages so I composed myself as best I could. At every little sound in the forest I looked around looking for Ron and Harry. The feast went by in a blur. The only thing I really paid attention to was Ginny being sorted into Gryffindor. Then my mind traveled to all the terrible things that could have happened to the two of them. Finally the feast was over, and Hermione and I took as long as we could going to the Common Room to see if they had showed up. We got the password from Percy but waited behind for a bit. When we didn't see them we walked up to the tower.

"They'll be here at some point right? I mean they can't miss out on their entire second year can they?" Hermione asked nervously.

"Hermione I don't know." I said exasperated.

"What do you think would happen if they did? Would they have to repeat…" Before Hermione could finish her sentence I whirled on her scowling.
"Hermione of once just shut up! And stop asking me questions I don't know the answers too!" I yelled. Many portraits tutted at me from their frames and a few passing ghosts looked startled. "What?" I snapped at them, turned on my heel and ran to the common room leaving Hermione behind. Once I reached it, it seemed as if every Gryffindor was still awake and waiting. I looked around the room and finally found who I was looking for and made my way through the crowd to them.

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked Fred and George as I reached them.

"We're waiting for Harry and Ron." George replied.

"They flew the car here and we want to congratulate them." Fred explained.

"They flew the car?" I repeated numbly, "Their actually thick enough to do that?!?!"
"Wow Hannah chill. There fine." Fred said placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Still…" Before I could go on the portrait hole opened and in walked Harry ad Ron. I pushed my way through the crowd behind the twins. They asked about them not going in the car then I stepped in front of them.

"Oh look, it's dumb and dumber." I snarled.

"Uhhh hi Hannah." Harry said nervously.

"Are you two really thick enough to actually fly a car here?"

"Uhhh…"
"Whatever. I'm just glad your okay." I spun on my heel and went up to my dorm room where I fell onto my bed and sighed in relief.

The next morning was relatively uneventful. That is except for Ron's howler that Mrs. Weasley had sent him. As we were eating breakfast the post came as always and I looked up hopefully for Talia but knew it was a dumb thing to do. She never had mail for me, because…I never got mail. But this morning Ron got some. A howler from his mother that went off rattling silverware and plates. Once it was all done a few Slytherins sniggered but otherwise it was quiet.

"Hate to tell you Ron but…" Hermione began.

"Don't tell me I deserved it!" Ron snapped back. Professor McGonagall started passing out course schedules and we all set off to class. Herbology was pretty normal. Nothing exciting happened. In Transfiguration we were supposed to turn beetles into buttons. I did fairly well with this along with Hermione. Ron ad Harry not so much. Ron's wand had snapped and he had tried to mend it with Spellotape but that didn't seem to have worked. It would hiss and smoke and shot of sparks at the most random points.

"Stupid useless thing." He muttered angrily at the end of class, shoving it in his bag.
"Just write home for another one." Harry suggested.

"Oh yeah and get another howler, no thanks." Ron huffed. We ate our lunch quietly and went out to the court yard. Hermione stuck her nose in Voyages with Vampires and the boys talked Quidditch. I had grabbed some spare parchment and began to draw the court yard and all the people, from Hermione with her book to the birds nest in the upper righ corner of the corridor that actually led out here. Just then I looked up to get another look at Ron and harry and saw them talking to a small boy who I assumed to be a first year. I couldn't hear what they were saying but he was holding up a camera. Then Draco Malfoy swaggered past. I collected my things and move closer really wanting to sketch this.

"Signed photos? You're giving out signed photos Potter?" He asked smirking and I sort of couldn't blame him. "Hey! Everybody line up! Potters giving signed photos!"

"Eat slugs Malfoy!" Ron snarled pulling out his wand.
"Look out!" Hermione hissed nodding towards the corridor where Lockhart was striding towards us.

"What's all this? Who's giving out signed pictures?" He then caught sight of harry. "I should have guessed, we meet again Harry. Go on then Mr. Creevey! A double portrait and we'll both sign it." Colin snapped the camera as the bell rang. Lockhart whisked Harry down a hall and up a flight of stairs talking animatedly the whole way. I packed up my sketch's grinning. I felt bad for Harry but I had to admit that was funny. Hermione, Ron and I made it to Lockhart's class quickly and took our seats next to Harry who thankfully had chosen the back of the room. Within a few minutes Lockhart swept into view smiling at us. I looked at Harry and made a gagging face that got him to smile. Lockhart picked up a Neville's copy of Travels with Trolls and recited his whole list of awards. I rolled my eyes and sighed. This was going to be a long class. After a while he passed out a quiz in his favorite topic; himself. I guessed on all of them putting down the craziest answers imaginable. Half an hour later, he collected them and checked them quickly.

"Tut tut. You all might want to read Year with the Yeti a little closer. Same with Wanderings with Werewolves. Hardly any of you did too well on this, but Miss. Granger got full marks. Miss. Granger? Where are you?" Hermione nearly jumped out of her skin as Lockhart said her name. She raised a trembling hand and Lockhart smiled yet again. "Well done, take 10 points for Gryffindor. And now to business." With a flare, Lockhart brought out a cage covered with a curtain type thing covering it. I raised an eyebrow and looked at Harry who smirked and tugged on my hair. I looked at my bangs and saw a blonde color instead of my usual brunette. I grinned back and changed it to dark brown.

"Now, I must ask you to remain calm. While I am here nothing can harm you. Now don't scream, it might provoke them." With a flourish he pulled off the cover and revealed blue pixies. "Yes." He said dramatically, "Freshly caught Cornish pixies." Seamus Finnigan gave a snort of laughter that no one, not even Lockhart could mistake for a scream of terror.

"Yes?" Lockhart asked smiling.

"Sorry, it's just that…they aren't very dangerous are they?" Seamus asked biting back a laugh.

"Don't be so sure. Lets see what you make of them." He opened the cage door and the pixies soared around the room. Two picked Neville up by his ears and some flew out the window showering us with glass leaving Ron and I with small cuts on our face.
"come on now they're only pixies." He rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Peskipiksi Pestrnomi!" with a flourish of his wand. It did nothing. Just then the bell rang and there was a sudden rush to the door. AS the four of us were trying to leave Lockhart caught sight of us. "Ah, there, I'll just ask you four to round them up for me." With that he left the classroom.

"Some teacher huh." I muttered angrily.

"He just wanted to give us a hands on experience." Hermione protested.

"Hands on. Yeah right." Ron snorted.
"Oh stow it. Just look at all the books he's written, all the stuff he's done." She almost whined.

"Yeah, all the stuff he says he did." Harry replied.

The weekend finally came. I was looking forward to sleeping in and catching up on my homework. So on Saturday morning I had every intention of sleeping till noon. Except the fact that a sleepy Katie Bell woke me up.

"Hannah, get up. Wood is demanding us to be down at the field like, now." She said yawning.
"You're joking right?" I mumbled rolling over to face her. She shuck her head and I groaned rolling out of bed. We walked down to the Pitch 5 minutes later with Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet. We reached the changing room and I sat down next to Fred pulling my knees up under me. I looked around and everyone was there except Harry. When he finally came in Wood started telling us our strategies. The first board he pulled up took 20 minutes to explain. After that he still had 4 more. I curled up on the bench and fell asleep on Fred's shoulder. Wood's voice calling her name woke her up.

"Hannah!"

"What?!?!" I said sitting up smacking my head on Fred's chin. "Oh. Ow!"
"Ouch!" Fred said rubbing his chin.

"Sorry Fred." I said massaging the top of my head.

"No big. You've got a hard head."
"Well, you've got a hard chin." I replied nudging him. He smiled and nudged me back.
"Hannah!" Wood said again.
"Yeah I hear you I hear you." I looked at him and stifled a yawn.

"Anything you want to say?"

"Besides 'Why couldn't we have waited till later' then no. Let's just get out there and practice okay?" I said yawning this time.

"Right you are! Okay everyone! Let's go!" Wood seized his broom and raced out the door, we all followed. Harry and the twins soared into the air racing. I heard a funny clicking noise and turned to see Colin Creevey. I sighed and kicked off meeting Wood by the goals.
"Who is that?" Oliver asked pointing to Colin.

"Oh, that's Colin Creevey first year Gryffindor."
"You sure he isn't a Slytherin spy?"

"Positive. Plus the Slytherins don't need a spy."
"Why?"

"Cause they're here." I said pointing to the field below us.

"I don't believe this!" Wood growled and flew down to meet them, with me on his tail and the rest of our team. "Flint! This is our training time! We got it specially!"
"There's room for all of us Oliver." The Slytherin captain said maliciously.

"But I booked the field! I booked it!" By now our whole team was standing shoulder to shoulder glaring at the Slytherins. Wood was shaking with rage.

"Wood, breath." I said then turned to Flint.

"Care to explain what you're doing here?" I asked trying to be civil.

"We're here to train our new Seeker."
"Who?" I asked.

"That would be me." Said a drawling voice that I knew all to well.

"Malfoy?" I asked incredulous.

"Lucius Malfoys son?" Wood asked.

"Funny you should mention my father," Draco drawled, "Look at the brooms he go the entire team, Nimbus 2001. The latest model." None of us could thing of what to say.

"Oh look. A felid invasion." Flint said pointing to Ron and Hermione who were crossing the field to see what was going on.

"What's up? Why aren't you playing and why is he here?" Ron asked looking at Malfoy.

"I'm new Slytherin Seeker Weasley. We were all admiring the new v=brooms my father got us. Nice aren't they. Maybe your team can scrape up some money to get new brooms. You could raffle off the Cleansweeps. I'm sure a museum would buy them."
"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to but their way on the team." Hermione said glaring at Malfoy.
"Exactly. They all got on by talent." I said stressing the word. Malfoy sneered.

"No one asked your opinion you filthy little Mudbloods." He spat at the two of us. I could tell that was not a good thing to say. Flint dove in front of Malfoy to stop Fred and George from jumping on him, both of them looking murderous. Alicia shrieked, 'How dare you?!?' and Ron dug in his robes for his wand.

"You'll pay for that Malfoy! He yelled pointing his wand at Malfoys face under Flints arm. There was a loud bang and a green light shot out the wrong end of Ron's wand hitting him in the stomach.
"Ron!" We all called.

"You okay?" Hermione asked. Before Ron could answer he belched up a giant slug.

"Gross!" I said feeling like I was going to throw up.
"Let's get him to Hagrid's it's closest." Harry suggested. He and Hermione each grabbed on of Ron's arms and all but carried him to Hagrids hut. I grgabbed Harry's broom and mine and went to put them up then thought better.
"Fred!" I said catching up with him.

"Yeah?" He asked still looking murderous.
"Would you mind putting these up for me? I want to go help Ron."
"Yeah sure. You okay?"
"Fine why?"
"He called you a Mudblood Hannah." I just looked at him.

"Right. Oh and put these away please I said pulling off my roves to reveal a white t-shirt and jeans underneath. I threw them at a startled looking Fred and took off after my friends. I saw them hide behind a nearby bush and joined them.
"Any particular reason we're hiding?" I asked. Just then Lockhart walked past. "Got it." We then took off again for Hagrid's. We knocked and Hagrid opened looking disgruntled.

"Bin wonderin' when you'd come ter see me…come in come in….thought you mighta bin Professor Lockhart again." Harry and Hermione helped Ron into the house and sat him in a chair. Hagrid, who didn't seem to be bothered by the slug fiasco after Harry explained it, got Ron a bucket to throw up in.

"Who was he tryin' ter curse?" He asked.

"Malfoy called Hannah and Hermione something…it must have been really bad because everyone went wild." Harry supplied.

"It was bad," Ron said hoarsely, emerging from the bucket, "Hagrid, he called them Mudbloods." He managed to get out before he ducked back in the bucket.

"He didn'!" He growled looking at Hermione and me.

"He did." I said.

"I don't know what it means but I could tell it was rude of course…" Hermione began.

"It's just about the most insulting thing to call someone, especially a Muggleborn. Some families, like the Malfoys, think their better because their what people call purebloods. It doesn't really make any difference, look at Neville. He's a pureblood and he can barely stand a cauldron up the right way." Ron said before ducking back into the bucket.

"An' they haven't invented a spell our Hermione can't do." Hagrid said beaming, "Or Hannah for that matter."
"Terrible thing to call someone really. Dirty blood, common blood see. It's ridiculous. Half of us now a days are half-blood. If we hadn't married muggles we would've died out." Ron said and back into the bucket he went.

"Don' blame yeh fer tryin' curse him Ron. But maybe it was a good thing yer wand backfired. 'Spect Lucius Malfoy would've some marchin' up ter school if yeh'd cursed his son. Least yer not in trouble." We stayed a while longer. Hagrid gave Harry grief about the signed pictures and we took a look at Hagrid's pumpkins for the Halloween Feast. We finally headed back up to the castle. Ron and Harry were called by Professor McGonagall who assigned their detentions. Ron was to polish the trophies in the trophy room and Harry was to assist Lockhart with his fan mail. We spent the rest of the day doing homework and then the time came for the boy's detention. They set off and Hermione headed to the library. I sat down on a couch and pulled out Pride and Prejudice seeing as I hadn't actually finished it. Around 9 I did finish and headed up to bed.

The school year went on as normal. My birthday came and went with Hermione and the twins being the only ones who remembered. Again. Quidditch was getting intense and Wood wanted more and more meetings with me to discus strategy. The newest one he had scheduled was right before the Halloween Feast. I told Hermione that I'd meet them there after the meeting. So after the meeting I headed to the Great Hall but didn't see them. I sat down next to Fred and talked with him and George and Lee Jordan about the upcoming Quidditch season. After the feast we all headed up to our common rooms, Fred and I still discussing Quidditch when everyone came to a stop. I tried to see what was going on but I was too short.
"Fred, can you see what's going on? I'm too short!" I said. He looked over the tops of people's head and his face drained of color just a bit. "What is it?" I hissed.

"Mrs. Norris has been petrified and on the wall it says 'The Chamber has been opened. Enemies of the Heir BEWARE!' In…blood."
"Blood?" I asked my stomach clenching in a knot.
"Enemies of the Heir…You'll be next Mudbloods!" Draco Malfoy called over the crowd. Fred tensed next to me.

"Ignore it. I do and he's talking about me." I said grabbing his arm pulling him towards the common room. "Come on let's get some sleep."
"You're right." He said letting me drag him away.

The next morning at breakfast I found Harry, Hermione and Ron. I plopped down across from them and started to eat.

"Where did you guys go last night? You weren't here or in the common room. What happened?" I asked.

"We were at Nick's Deathday Party."
"Deathday Party? Really? Over a Halloween feast?" I asked. They all nodded sadly. "Well you could have at least told me." I said.

"We did." Harry stated.
"No you didn't."
"Yes we did."

"No or else I wouldn't be freaking out on you right now!"
"She's right Harry we didn't." Hermione said.

"Thank you!"
"You sure?" Harry asked.

"Positive." Hermione said nodding.

"Oh yeah."
"God!" I cried.

"What?"

"You could at least admit you are wrong sometimes Harry! You're not right all the time!"
"Well neither are you!" He snapped back at me. By now many people were looking at us.
"I'm right more often than you are." I said trying to reign it in.
"whatever Hannah!" He yelled.

"Fine!" I said. I stood up and walked out of the Great Hall leaving a silence behind me. I walked outside and took a deep breath. Okay, calm down. I told myself. I walked past the greenhouses out to the Quidditch pitch. I sat there alone for a while then I heard someone else.

"Hey." The someone said. I looked up and saw Fred.

"Oh. Hi."
"Mind if I sit?" He asked. I shook my head and he sat next to me. "You can get loud you know that right?" I smiled and nodded. "Like really loud."
"Did you just come out here to tell me how loud I get Fred?" I asked.

"No. I came out here to calm you down. You were so mad Hannah, your hair even turned red." He said tugging on my ponytail. I smiled.

"Yeah it does that sometimes." I said. "But why you? Why not Hermione? No offense."
"None taken. I just thought I'd leave Harry to Hermione and Ron and I'd tackle you." He said grinning, "Besides, it gives me an excuse to be outside."
"It is nice." I agreed.

"Come on. Walk with me." He said standing and offering his hand. I took it and he pulled me up. "You shouldn't be so hard on him you know."
"Yeah I just… I don't know. With last night I think I sort of panicked. I mean, that doesn't happen too often." I said making him smile again.

"True. But they can all take care of themselves Hannah."
"I know I know." I said. We had reached the main doors to the castle. "I'm gonna keep walking. See you later." I said walking away.
"Alright. Oh and Hannah?"

"Yeah?" I said stopping to look at him.

"Don't get into trouble."
"Okay I won't." I said laughing. I walked past the Hospital Wing windows and smiled thinking about Fred. I looked in the window tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear and saw a yellow eye. Before the smile even died from my face I felt my body go stiff and then all went black.

A/K: OOOOHHHH! I managed to do it! I wasn't quite sure how people felt being petrified so I sort of improvised. Hope you like it! Please review!